I felt a wave of relief wash over me, my mind cooling completely as I spoke to Brax. That was usually always the case whenever I spoke with him but this time it was different. It was way much bigger relief than I had imagined, a pain that has been hanging on my chest, something that had been bothering me for more than a while. A weird as** weight hanging on my chest and just by a few words, he lifted the weight off my chest and I felt thankful.
Finally, someone believed me! I almost squealed to express how happy I was but that would only make me look really pitiful and if I got any more pitiful than I already was, who knew if Brax was still going to be able to speak with me? Sometimes, I even wondered why he even spoke to me at all but it was in no place to question his kind heart. Not everyone was as wicked as Aston and I would just be plain mean if I tried to view everyone around me in the same light.
Brax was different and that was for sure, I did not need to be told. He had done nothing but help me right from the day that he saw me and I trusted him. What I was most glad about at the moment was that he trusted in me too.
very first
It felt like there was nothing I could not tell him but I knew that some things were off limits, not that I did not trust Brax, it was just a matter of how he was going to feel afterwards.
My emotions were all mushy and I felt like a squished potato inside. All the trust and attention that I was receiving from Brax were all nice and good but I could only imagine how nice it would be if it were to be coming from Aston. Maybe my life would not be so miserable.
Maybe I would not have to endure the ill treatment that I was faced with every day. Maybe my life would make a lot more sense. If Aston had trusted me, then he would have gotten to the bottom of things and got me the justice that I deserved. Just thinking about it annoyed the shit out of me.
“What’s with the frown on your face? Did I say something wrong? Is something bothering you? Is it something I did?” he asked worriedly. Concern written all over his face and my expression softened. I wiped the frown off my face willing to melt in his arms and just let out all the pain that was pinning down my smile but I held myself together.
“Tell me.” He insisted and I confided in him, “I wish Aston would believe me too. It’s frustrating that he doesn’t trust me.” I let out and Brax snorted, his expression disdainful and somewhat relieved, probably at the fact that my worry was not stemming from something he did or said.
His shoulders relaxed as he held my hands in his. “You do not need to bother yourself with things like this, it’s not something you can control s so it would do you a lot of good if you could just get your mind off it. My brother is too lovesick to see past the veil over his eyes. He’s blind to Mara’s schemes.” Brax explained and it felt nice to knew there was someone who was on the same page as I was. To know that I was not alone with my thoughts but something felt strange.
I sensed a deep-rooted dislike for Mara in Brax’s tone. I had always been curious why he did not get along with her anyway. She was his soon to be sister-in-law after all. Curious, I asked,
“Have you known Mara for long? You seem to dislike her way more than normal.” I pointed out.
He raised an eyebrow. “Why do you ask? But yes, I’ve known her since she started dating Aston. And I haven’t been fond of her one bit.”.
I understood his sentiment perfectly, Mara was not one bit like able and it would be weird if he liked her but Brax was not one to just write off on someone without getting to know them first so I was sure Mara had done something to earn his dislike but I did not want to ask any more questions than I had already did. It was rude or at least, it felt like that.
I too harboured a strong dislike for Mara. Her sweet, innocent act was just that – an act. I knew she was manipulative and dangerous. I had witnessed it first hand, I would be **pi*back at the kitchen, she was obviously after my life and she did nothing to hide it.
My thoughts returned to the ominous warning the witch had given me, my mind replaying the events of that day like a terrifying dream. The look on her face, the sound of her laughter, the venomous words that came out of her mouth, her confidence as everything played out and I felt a cold wind sweep through me leaving me with goose bumps and hiccups.
“Are you okay?” Brax asked placing his hands on my shoulders as if to stop me from falling.
“I’m fine.” I told him and he nodded slowly in disbelief.
“What’s up? Tell me.” He insisted. I was already telling him so much already, what was one more to add to the list of things that I was confessing?
I looked around cautiously like I had not been spilling things for the past forty five minutes. If anyone was spying on us then he or she would have gotten a lot more info than they needed thanks to the way I was running my mouth. I immediately felt st**d and hoped that he didn’t see me do what I did.
I voiced my concerns to Brax like I had been doing since I got here.
“I’m a little worried about my life now. Mara told me to watch my back. It sounded like a threat but it was a lot more than that, it was a warning. She had already tried to kill me once, what was to say that she was not going to do it again? And who knows? She might get lucky this time or the next. Third time’s a charm right?” I watched Brax’s expression change from attentive to curios to furious and now he just looked like he wanted to wrap his arms around me.
His eyes glistened as he stared at me and I wondered what was going through his mind. I wondered what thoughts he was currently having for him to look at me in that way.
His expression turned reassuring as he opened his mouth to speak.
“Don’t worry, Kira. I’m certain Mara won’t try anything stupid. She’s keep an eye on you.”
too
smart for that. But just in
case, I’ll make sure to
I hoped he was right. I didn’t want to be looking over my shoulder all the time, waiting for Mara to strike and I knew that he was more than capable of protecting me but what if what happened last time repeated itself and he was not able to replace me? What would happen if none of them was able to replace me and I died a horrible death in the woods? Dark, cold and lonely woods. It would be the most pitiful thing ever.
After everything that I had been through, I would die in the hands of a jealous mate? There had to be a better ending to the story of my life. There had to be and even if there was not, I was going to come up with one. I was not going to let myself die by Mara’s hands.
“You have nothing to worry about, okay?” he repeated in an awfully reassuring tone and I could not help but be reassured.
As night fell, we returned to the palace even though I would give everything for us not to return. I had no intention to give Brax a hard time about returning to the palace. Running away had crossed my mind too but that would only put Brax in a difficult situation and I was not one to pay good with evil.
We finally got back to the palace after a peacefully quiet ride and a maid approached me, her eyes wide with urgency.
“Kira, Aston has been requesting your presence. He’s furious. Please, you have to go to him.”
My heart sank, and a sense of doom settled over me as I made my way to the office. I was starting to reconsider my plan to run away but it was too late for that, I was within the palace walls
Aston’s face was thunderous when I opened the door.
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